“It means you like what I’m doing to you, that you are preparing yourself for me.” “I don’t understand…” my confused words broke off as ...he stuck her finger inside me. My body arched against her violently. “More, oh please, more!” “Margaret, you have such a strong veil, I could finger you for years and not take your virginity. Do you feel this?” She moved her finger inside me to indicate my hymen and explained the nature of a virgin’s hymen. She cautioned me that unless I was careful to stretch. ‘Guess, I am, did. Was starving after all.’ ‘Thank you.’, she says as she hops off the stool, walking to the living room, she sits on the couch. She feels better, lots better. She gets up from the couch, grabbing his hand, she leads him back into the bedroom. Where they stay for hours, all she wants is to be held, and that’s exactly what he does. Eventually, she falls asleep again. When she wakes up again its daylight and the rain has stopped, her back is pressed against his chest with his arm. She came over to me on the bed and the first thing she did was put my cock in her mouth. At this stage we hadnt spoke a word to each other yet. As she sucked me and I must say (the best blowjob ever) I was playing with her hard nipples. I pulled her up to me push her over on her back and starting to kiss her on the neck and working my way down her lovely body, I couldn wait to get to her pussy. When I got my head down there she was already wet and I knew by her, she couldn wait to be fucked, I. Like a fish in a dish with your hook in my mouth, I took you all the way in. You pierced me and you crawled inside, curled up with me like original sin. Now you sit in that chair and you just stare and stare, for where’s the harm in looking? Perhaps you’d like to dance, but will not chance to ask? I wonder and wonder, what can it be, that drew you like filings to magnetic me? Shall we take the floor, and get this something straight between us? Will you find your rhythm, guide my steps, move in.